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Two troopers, one dragging a thick-backed machete backwards, the other holding Lao Jiangtou's head, raised their legs and chased after Gu Pan.
Gu Juan was terrified while dealing with it, while observing, and soon he made a new discovery.
The movements of those two trippers were stiff and weird, like puppets on strings, without any spirituality at all.
In this case, even an ordinary person can find a way to put them to death.
As soon as he thought of this, his heart suddenly became active.
After a few breaths, with the help of the geographical advantage formed by the two big trees, he finally found the opportunity to shoot the phone, stabbed it fiercely, and pierced it into the eye socket of the passer-by in front of him.
It's done!
Get rid of one first, and the remaining one is nothing to worry about. You can completely kill him as well.
Gu Juan pulled out the short gun abruptly, not only did not have the fear of killing someone for the first time, but instead aroused a wave of excitement and joy.
But after only one breathing time, a basin of cold water was poured over his head, making his whole body icy cold from head to toe.
Click!
The man whose eye socket had just been pierced did not stop, and squeezed through the gap between the tree trunks as if he had nothing to do, grabbed the volume that Gu Juan had just picked up with one hand, and swung the machete with the other hand to chop it off.
"Anyone who receives this shot will be killed immediately on the spot. This is impossible!"
"No, I can even encounter things like blasting through, and I have to reshape my three views!"
Gu Juan raised the short spear to brace the machete, the force of the impact of the knife and gun made his legs go limp, and he almost fell to his knees.
At the juncture of life and death, he used all his strength to kick the thigh of the hand, and used his strength to back away from a safe distance, then gritted his teeth and pulled out the short knife at his waist that had never been moved.
He didn't turn his head and run away again, because four more stiff-moving riders jumped out from behind the tree, blocking all the way out.
Six passers-by surrounded him from different directions, firmly enclosing him in this small forest clearing.
The encirclement narrowed little by little, Gu Juan firmly held the short knife with his right hand, and subconsciously squeezed the torn volume with his left hand until there were only a few pages left, with a wry smile on his face.
He didn't know what happened just now, all he knew was that these gangsters suddenly became weird and terrifying, and they were shot in the eye sockets, but they didn't die.
Even the biochemical zombies that were all the rage in the previous life still have the setting that they must die at the head.
Suddenly, the trooper with only one eye left took the lead in attacking.
Gu Juan dodged it, and with the mentality of doing his best and obeying the destiny, he slashed at the back of Tiaozi's hand.
Zip!
He heard the sound of the red-hot iron falling into the water, and the short knife in his hand became a little hot in an instant.
The tripper who was cut staggered and fell to the ground, lying there motionless.
Immediately afterwards, the second tripman was also chopped down to the ground by him.
Then came the third, and the fourth.
The last two remaining did not rush up again, they retreated after a moment of silence, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the dense forest with the head of Old Ginger and most of the volumes.
Gu Juan slightly relaxed his extremely tense heartstrings, panting heavily to recover his strength.
Why didn't the puncture with the steel gun just now work, but the hacking with the short knife later did work?
Gu Juan looked down with doubts, and only now did he realize that the short knife he was holding in his hand had a strange shape, which was completely different from a knife in the general sense, and more like a specially made strange weapon.
But unexpectedly, it looked unusually familiar again. This kind of shape seemed to appear in his memory often, but it was just that he couldn't form an accurate description for a while.
He didn't dare to stay longer in this weird mountain forest, so he had to put aside his doubts for the time being, and after adding a little water, he opened the way with this strange-shaped short knife and walked in one direction.
At midnight, a figure stumbled out of the mountain and came to the plain outside.
At the highest point in the forest, a two-meter-tall white tiger looked down and watched Gu Juan drift away.
Its abdomen has a huge wound that almost runs through the body, and blood is still dripping.
Old Jiangtou's dead head was pressed by one of its front paws, and two zombie-like hands stood beside it.
The white tiger stared at Gu Pan's back, his ferocious eyes never leaving the dagger in his hand, which let out a low growl from time to time, empty-handed.Its front paws made marks on the hard rocks.
But until the end, it didn't track it down, but let Gu Juan disappear from sight.
Gu Juan insisted on continuing to move forward, and after more than half an hour, he finally saw a faint village in the distance.
He picked a few fruits from the fruit trees by the field and ate them. Hearing the barking of dogs not far away, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and found a hidden place to sit down and rest.
There is a looming black line on the arm, which was formed by scratching with his hand that pierced the eye socket, and there has been a faint itchy feeling.
And with the passage of time, the black line seems to be slowly getting bigger, from the very thin line at the beginning, it has slowly expanded, and now it has grown by at least one-tenth of its width.
The existence of the black line cast a haze on Gu Juan's heart, but there was no effective way to deal with it, so he had to ignore it for the time being and start to organize other items he carried.
After turning the odd-shaped short knife in his hand over and over a dozen times, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed across Gu Juan's mind, making him think of what it should be in an instant.
Hunting Broadblades!
Yes, it is definitely a hunting broadsword.
Gu Juan held his breath, recalling everything before the laboratory caught fire and exploded.
At that time, he had just sneaked into a game in his busy schedule, and less than three seconds had passed since he entered the game. Before the hero even stepped out of the spring, he smelled a burnt smell in horror.
Gu Juan continued to recall what he did in the first few seconds of the game, and there were only two operations after thinking about it.
One is to control the game character to prepare to go out, and the other is to purchase a first-level jungle knife, and click a pre-order option from the equipment panel.
So, what he is holding in his hand now should be the level one jungle knife.
The hunting broadsword, also known as the small wild knife, has the attribute of increasing the damage to wild monsters by 50% (only effective for melee heroes), and the experience gained by killing wild monsters is increased by 20%.
According to the attributes of the hunting broadsword in his memory, it should only speed up the speed of killing wild monsters and provide experience points for the characters who use it.
Then the problem arises.
One is why only jungle knives are effective when facing weird troopers in the mountains and forests, and other cold weapons cannot cause kills; second, if those trolls can be defined as "wild monsters", So what about the gold coins and experience points after killing them, why didn't he feel any gains?
"So, it is still necessary to look at problems from the perspective of development and change, and resolutely put an end to rote behaviors that do not know how to adapt."
"After traveling with me, it may have undergone some changes, and it can no longer be viewed simply as the attribute value in the game."
Gu Pan rubbed the cold edge of the field knife, and suddenly stabbed obliquely downward, nailing a hare that had just got out of the hole to the ground. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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